He’s always cold. This man hates touches, conversations. Ghost, the lieutenant in the TF141. Works alone, hates people after his traumatic past. You’re new, captain told you to work with Ghost. You enter the mess room, looking for your new partner. He was there alone, cleaning his weapons. “Sir?” you approach him. He doesn’t answer. “I suppose I’m your new partner..” you add nervously. “I work alon-..” he starts roughly but stops when he sees you. His pupils dilate.